Girls will be girls

It all started with my inability to control myself when I see a cute dress. I try, really I do. Sometimes I'll throw out the Delia*s catalog as soon as I get it... this time however, I was not so lucky. You see, it was red. It was red and gorgeous and cheap. So I buckled and I bought it and it arrived and fit wonderfully. And then I said:

Crap. I've nothing to wear this to.

So I made a reason. Valentine's Day was on its way, and I by no means expected a date, but I had a cute dress, dangit, so I was going out. Of course, I also had no money, so I was going out somewhere cheap!
So I sent out an email to 4 fabulous vixens declaring February 14th not Valentine's Day, but We're Hot, So You Can Suck It Day. Lovely, hm?

And what do girls want? Ice cream. So off we went, five gorgeous ladies, to Friendly's, blasting Shania Twain, Disney music, Britney Spears and Bon Jovi all the way. And when we arrived back to campus? A fabulous viewing of Emma.
So it started with a dress and ended with an absolutely amazing evening. No regrets, ladies. None at all.